Because You're Mine, I Walk The Line.

Love Is A Burning Thing And It Makes A Firey Ring.

Take One Fresh And Tender Kiss Add One Stolen Night Of Bliss One Girl, One Boy, Some Grief, Some Joy Memories Are Made Of This.

My Mother Was Determined That I Was Going To Leave The Farm And Do Well In Life. And She Thought With The Gift, I Might Be Able To Do That. So She Took In Washing. She Got A Washing Machine In 1942 As Soon As We Got Electricity And She Took In Washing. She Washed The Schoolteacher's Clothes And Anybody She Could And Sent Me For Singing Lessons For $3 Per Lesson.

My Arms Are Too Short To Box With God.

Beneath The Stains Of Time The Feeling Disappears, You Are Someone Else I Am Still Right Here.